The Centurion gazed at the squad that he had been given to carry out this particular

job, good men all, most of them long service men.

This was his first time organising such a do, for it was highly unusual to send a centurion to carry out on such a routine task ; what ought to be just another job. Admittedly, a nasty job ; quite horrible at times, but there, the law was the law.

Usually, outside Rome, that is, it was left to half a maniple of legionaries, with maybe a decurion in charge to make all the arrangements. That was the best way to think about it. Just another job, like having to fortify the overnight camp every evening when on the march. Or licking a new batch of recruits into shape, or making arrangements for a shipment of… Read more